Dragon of Yang

By Alpha Female 01

Two hours, that's all it took for her to hate him. She hated every aspect and move of him. He made her skin with disgust and the hairs on the back of her neck stand up with loathing. The worst part about him, he would not leave her alone. Did this boy not have an off switch?

2 hours earlier

Yin was relaxing while eating her jambalaya on a tree branch; almost purring to her in contentment, as she watched the others laugh and play. Saying that a break was for the Xiaolin warriors was rare would be an understatement. It was near impossible for them. Ever since Chase Young was discovered as a Dragon of Yang, they needed to work harder than before. No one could really stay at peace with themselves at all.

Everyone, Heylin and Xiaolin alike, immediately thought that the prophecy would be altered or Yin would truly betray the Xiaolin side, since the Heylin Prince had already betrayed them. However, Yin knew better, (so did Master Fung apparently) she knew that the prophecy was going to go exactly as proclaimed. There was just something that weren't foretold.

"Yo anyone home", shouted a new voice from the northern gat. The Xiaolin Dragons nearly jumped out of their skin when they heard the voice. In mere seconds, the resident Dragon of Yin was in her feline form running to the voice's location. She hid in the tree's leaves and branches. He simply stood there with his arms crossed and impatience painted across the planes of his face.

He was perhaps taller than her by a head or so. His skin was tanned much like Raimundo's maybe shades darker. His hair was shaggy black and greasy, like he hadn't showered in awhile. His eyes looked almost dead if it weren't for his pupils shining with mischief. She had to admit he was somewhat attractive in his white muscle shirt and gray sweatpants. "Look, I have a letter from the Locator right here. It explains why I'm here."

Yin stepped out of the shadows glaring her cat eyes through him like threats. This new boy just stared at the tiger-looking creature with a charming smile on his dark complexion. "You must be Yin", stated the stranger in a rather flirtatious tone, "The Locator told me much about you. My name is Derek, Dragon of Yang aka your future husband." He looked her in the eyes while petting under chin in an attempt to smoothen her mind. She reformed into her human form, smacking his hand from her with a glare. She was most certainly not a whore and she was not planning on it. "I like my women feisty."

The others came out of the forest of buildings seeing the heated glare the white Yin gave to the smirking guest. Raimundo put his girlfriend behind him to protect her, like the boy he was. He had overheard the one sided conversation and didn't trust this boy like he did not trust Yin. "I'd like to see that letter", spoke the Dragon of Wind to Derek with his hand stretched out for the letter.

"Sure, man", replied the supposed Dragon of Yang. Yin scanned his arm but saw no mark of Yang on the appendage. Derek seemed to notice the wondering eyes on his arm and smirked with male pride, "If you're looking for my 'discoloration' you have to look a little lower than that." Yin resisted the urge to maul the perverted newbie and looked at the calf of his leg. He lifted the pant leg up to reveal the white mark with a black dot at the head.

'Ok, so he's a Dragon of Yang. That doesn't mean he's the Xiaolin Dragon of Yang', thought the Snow White still holding daggers to the strange boy. Raimundo read aloud the message telling Master Fung about what Derek needed to work on and that she found him in the streets of Spain. Apparently he was need of help in areas Yin herself had already mastered, Water, Fire, Darkness and Wind. Yin had mastered Wind three days ago and was rewarded the ranking of Wudai Warrior with the others. Yet, it seems that she was in need of improvement in some of the things he had mastered, Earth and Light being the only ones.

Master Fung came into the picture as glares from the white haired girl began to intensify at the new resident of their team. The old man read the letter himself and told the Dragon that lied on his shoulder to go with Derek to his new chambers.

"Yin, please, come with me. The rest of you can continue with your relaxation", commanded Master Fung walking to the Wu vault with Yin. Once they were settled in the meditation room the wise teacher began his speech, "I know that the new dragon is not of your interests." Yin looked at the older man with a do-you-even-have-to-ask expression, the monk laugh at his reaction. "However, you must know what he said about being your 'future husband'. It was not completely false." The student looked at the master with disbelief read clearly on her pale white complexion. "You see in the prophecy it says that the Xiaolin Dragons of Yin and Yang are to wed one another while the Heylin Dragons do the same. The other monks think that either you will betray us or you and Derek will wed at the lunar eclipse. I'm sorry."

Yin was frozen at her spot on the pillow and stared at the monk fleeing the scene in a calmly matter. "Hey fiancée", spoke a familiarly annoying voice from behind her. Yin looked back him to see he was in his Xiaolin uniform with her old color belt and that permanently cocky smile on his tan face. "Now I know it's not much but…" Derek kneeled down beside her with a small ancient-looking box in his soft-looking hands, "the monks gave it to me before I left. They said to give it to the one that I'm supposed to marry and… well here you are." Yin still had a cross face on her expression but did nothing as he placed the promise ring on her marriage finger. "So let me introduce myself completely."

Present

Thank goodness she escaped the life speech and was now sitting on a tree branch in the shadow's hiding from the others. Suddenly a crow landed on her knee unafraid of the larger creature. Yin smiled at the creature and started to pet its ink colored feathers while she sighed, "Why are wild birds so lucky?" Her accent had faded slightly being out of the swamps for so long can do that to a person. "Ya can fly around from place to place as ya please. No worries and no strings. But I'm bound by the monks to get married", she showed her feathered friends her the golden ring, "to a guy I barely know." Unknown to her, a pair of golden brown eyes watched her through the bird's eye view.

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